Well, wasn’t that interesting. I thought my stuff looked a little messy when I went to pack it up yesterday, but I didn’t think Devin had been in there. I wonder what embarrassed him, the fact that he’d been snooping or the fact that he wanted to see them. “I don’t have any with me right now or I would offer to model for you. But for right now, I’m afraid naked will have to work.” I lifted my hips and shoved my pajama pants down freeing my cock.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Naked works. Not complaining about naked.”
I tugged at his briefs and said, “Me either, so let’s get you that way.”
He pushed them down and his cock sprang up. “Fuck, Devin. You have the most perfect cock.” I ran my finger down it. Such soft skin over all that hardness. It was long and thick with veins that begged for me to run my tongue over them. “I need you in my mouth. I’m dying to taste you.”
He rolled to his back, and with a self-satisfied grin said, “Well, don’t let me stop you.”
I slid down his body, trailing kisses as I went. As I neared his cock, it jumped and I chuckled. “Eager, much?”
“Fuck yes, I’ve been hard as a rock ever since I opened up that fucking lingerie drawer.”
“Well, I guess that technically makes this my fault, so I better fix it for you.” I licked him from base to tip, and then took the head into my mouth. He moaned and I took that as a good sign and took him deeper into my mouth. The tangy taste of precum spread across my taste buds and I moaned. I lifted up, licking my lips. “You taste so good.” Then I went back to what I was doing.
“Fuck, Frankie, that feels so good.” And then his hand was on my head. He didn’t guide my movements, just tangled his fingers in my hair and held on. I didn’t know what made that so sexy, but it did. I groaned around him. His balls tightened and his fingers clenched in my hair, so I knew he was close.
I pulled off, and he let out a whimper. “Uh uh,” I said. “When you come, I want you inside me.”
“That can be arranged. I have a condom in my night kit. Let me grab it.” He went to the bathroom and I flopped back over on my back. I licked my lips and I could still taste him. I reached for my aching cock and using my thumb, spread the precum around the head. Then I began to stroke myself while I waited for him. It didn’t take him but a minute and he was back. He tossed a bottle of lube on the bed and tore open a foil package. He slid the condom on and climbed back in the bed, stopping on his knees between my legs.
He trailed one finger up my thigh and goose bumps broke out on my legs. “Fuck, Frankie, look at you. You’re gorgeous. I can’t wait to be inside you.” I didn’t say a word, just handed him the bottle of lube he’d tossed down and let my legs fall farther apart to give him more room. He poured some lube on his fingers and then started under my balls, trailing them down that sensitive line of skin to my hole. “Damn,” he breathed out as he slowly slid one finger inside. He grasped my cock with his other hand and moved it in time with the other as he slid his finger in and out of my body. He stroked my cock up and down, letting his hand slide along the long, hard length as he added a finger and continued to move in and out of my hole.
“Some people consider prep a necessary evil,” he said as he added a swipe of his thumb over the sensitive head of my cock on each upstroke. I was close to losing my mind. I didn’t know if I wanted to beg him to hurry or to slow down or to continue exactly what he was doing. “Personally, I think it’s one of the best parts.” He curled his fingers up and pressed against that bundle of nerves inside me, almost causing my breath to catch. “Watching my fingers move in and out of you, seeing your stomach muscles tighten, and feeling your dick get even harder in my hand. Oh yeah, definitely one of the best parts.”
I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. “Are you just going to torture me all night? Or are you going to fuck me?” I panted out.
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you,” he answered, but didn’t make a move to actually do it.
“Now, Devin. I need you inside of me right fucking now.”
“No one has ever called me Devin during sex before. I have to tell you, it’s sexy as fuck.”
“I’ll say it as often as you want if you will just do it. I promise to even chant your name over and over if you want.”
He pulled his fingers out and I felt the loss in my soul, but he didn’t leave me empty long. He moved into position and pressed his cock to my entrance. He leaned down and kissed me as he slowly slid deep inside. “Fuck, you feel good.” He stilled giving me a chance to adjust, and then after a few slow strokes, he gripped my hips to hold me in place and began to pound into me, thrusting in and pulling out at a punishing pace. I lifted my hips and on the next thrust, he went even deeper.
“Fuck, Devin, harder.” I felt the pleasure building with each thrust.
“Stroke your cock,” he said. “I want to see you come.”
I gripped my cock and began to tug, as waves of pleasure rolled through me and I came, shooting ribbons of cum on my stomach and chest. He continued thrusting until I’d finished and lay there panting. He pulled out, slid the condom off and stroked himself until he came. His release joining mine. Then he collapsed on the bed beside me.
“Damn, Devin. That was hot.”
“Yeah, hot.” He lay there until his breathing returned to normal, and finally he rolled toward me. He gave me a sweet kiss and said, “We have a long drive tomorrow. Should probably get some sleep.”
“We should, but someone made a mess, so I’m gonna take a quick shower,” I said, laughing as I got up to go to the bathroom. When I came back out, he was out cold. I crawled back into the bed, and after the orgasm I’d just had, it didn’t take me but a second to join him.
Chapter 11
Devin
I didn’t know if I’d ever been so glad to see the Welcome to River Gorge sign in my life. Not that the trip itself had been bad, actually the time I spent with Frankie had been fabulous, but knowing Annie was waiting changed things. That little girl had me wrapped around her little finger and she knew it.
“What are you grinning about over there?” Frankie asked.
“Just thinking about how excited Annie will be to get her present. I’ve never seen a little girl who loves unicorns as much as she does.”
He chuckled and said, “So you know a lot of little girls, then?”
“No, I don’t smartass. It was an expression,” I joked back. This trip had been really good for us. It had given us a chance to get comfortable with each other. It would be much easier to run a business together with a friend than with a stranger. And between the inquiries for cakes, and the things he said on this trip, I had no doubt that was where we were headed. This little trial we set up with him working for me was pointless. This man wanted to own a bakery and River Gorge was excited about it.
“She’s adorable. I had a lot of fun with her the other day, so anytime she has to come to the bakery to wait for you to get off, I’m happy to have her help me.” He added air quotes around the word help and laughed.